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The Performers - Organization Series

Chapter 3

THE PERFORMERS

By slave ruthie

CHAPTER 3

"Hey, don't cry - I'll be very careful!" The dark-skinned girl had a worried smile and was trying to sound soothing but there was a tremor in her voice. "P-please don't struggle - I have to do this or get punished. And if I don't, they will do it anyway." She looked down and murmured. "A-and they are very rough…" She peered up at Julie and whispered. "Ayesha - I'm Ayesha. I don't know your name but I want us to be friends. But I have to do this - p-please forgive me!"

Julie squirmed and moaned as the girl - as Ayesha - rubbed the white foam all over her pubic hair. It was so awful! She stared down and watched the girl apply the razor. She winced but the girl was gentle, drawing the blade down to trim away all the blonde hairs. Julie felt so humiliated and even more naked. Her right leg was getting tired but she couldn't rest or her collar would choke her! The girl was rubbing some cream from a tube into the stubble. It smelled odd - like sulfur. After a few minutes, she wiped away the ointment, leaving her tender skin completely bare. Julie looked down at her smooth cunt and reddened in shame. Her outer lips were wide apart and the soft folds of her inner flesh were sticking out! Ayesha lifted a hose from the ground and held the end up between Julie's thighs. "Don't worry - it's warm and sort of soothing!" She showed Julie the fitting on the shower hose - it was a long silver tube with holes in the top and along the sides!

"Nnnnn! Plsss!!! NNNNN!!!" Julie tried to beg her to stop but Ayesha was holding the tip closer to her privates! She wailed as the dark-skinned girl used her left hand to spread her pussy lips apart then began to slide the pipe up her vagina. It felt strange, hard and smooth. When it was right inside, Ayesha squeezed the trigger and water began to trickle out of Julie's cunt. She turned away, unable to watch the reddish water flushing out of her body. It felt nice - that was the worst bit. It was making her feel aroused and Julie was so ashamed! Ayesha was smiling at her, encouraging her to relax. Julie was still in pain from standing on one leg but she didn't want it to stop! When the girl turned off the water and drew out the pipe, she let out a long sigh.

But Ayesha was moving behind her, still holding the pipe! She felt the girl's hand on her left buttock! "Nnnnn! Ohhhhh NNNNN!!!! Stpppppp Plsssss!!!" There was a slight pressure against Julie's anus then the pipe forced past her muscles and worked inside her ass! The sensation was very strange, especially as the warm water began to flow inside her body. She felt like her tummy was filling up - she needed to empty it! Ohhhh Noooooo!!! The foul water spurted out and ran down her thigh! Julie squeezed her eyes tightly shut and tried to blot out what was happening. It went on for ages - she had to relax and just let it run out of her bottom. The pipe was pulled back out and Ayesha used a showerhead to flush the filthy mess down the drain.

"There - that's done! Now I can shower you and make you pretty!" Ayesha carefully loosened Julie's left ankle from the side chain and eased her leg down to the floor. It was such a relief! Julie tried to lift up her right foot to ease the strain in her muscles but had to put it down or fall over. Ayesha sprayed her all over then shampooed her long blonde hair, murmuring that it was so pretty. She began to wash her with her hands, using soap to make a rich lather. When she reached Julie's breasts, Ayesha paused then began to gently stroke the nipples! Julie gasped as they went hard at the girl's touch. Ayesha's hand slid down her front. She was watching Julie's face. Her fingers made contact with Julie's private parts and began to explore…

Julie couldn't help it. She was deeply aroused by Ayesha's touch and there was no way of stopping her. She gasped and bore down on the girl's probing fingers as they found their way inside her vagina. Ayesha was moaning softly, her mouth pressed up against Julie's left breast. She was kissing her nipple! Ohhh, OHHHH, OOOOOOHHHHH!!!!! Ayesha's tongue slid down her shaking body, tickling inside her tummy button. The dusky girl drew her face lower until her mouth was hovering just above Julie's newly-shaven cunt. She blew gently on the smooth skin, making it pucker into goose bumps. She hesitated, looked up at Julie's face, and then slid out her ringed tongue. Ohhhhh Goddddd - the sensations were so strong! Julie arched her back in response to the intense feelings Ayesha was causing in her pussy. She had never ever felt like this - so hot, so urgent, so…AIIIIEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! !!!! !! ….. …. … .. .

Wave upon wave of tremendous emotion coursed through her whole body! What had she done? What was this feeling - was it an…ORGASM?! Julie was stunned - Nikki had told her about this but neither of them had ever known it was so - STRONG! Why was she so affected - what was happening to her? Ayesha was embracing her, gently kissing her weeping face, stroking her hair. Ohhhhh this was wrong! But it was so gooood! Julie wanted to hold the girl, to kiss her, to thank her but she couldn't. The realization of what had happened to her slapped her out of the moment's joy. Her tears of relief became tears of despair. The door was being unlocked. The man was back and he was smiling. Ayesha ran to one side and knelt down.

"Good - you have prepared her! Now, pass the instruments!" He held out a hand and waited while Ayesha rushed to pick up a small metal tray covered by a white cloth from a trolley. Julie's eyes bulged when the cover was pulled away - some kind of pliers and four gold rings! The rings were open at one side. He was slipping one of the rings into the end of the pliers so the opened points stuck out like tiny teeth. She knew what he was going to do! Ohhh NO!!!

The man pinched her left nipple until it was hard. He placed the pliers so the pointed ends were at either side of the swollen tip of her breast. Julie squealed in fright - he was squeezing the handles! As the ends of the ring broke through her skin and pierced her body, he watched her face! Julie threw back her head in anguish and screamed in pain. He removed the pliers and rotated the ring through her nipple. The man examined the joint and nodded with satisfaction. He was ready with the pliers again - this time, her right nipple was pierced and ringed. Again, she howled in pain! Blood was seeping out of the sides of her nipples - they stung so badly! He had the pliers again! He was reaching down between her legs! NOOOOOO!!!! Julie shrieked and writhed in agony - her poor clit!

She slumped forward against the collar, nearly fainting in shock at what he had just done. She felt him loosening the straps on the ball gag and he tugged it out of her mouth. "Ohhhhh Please!!!! Stop!!!! Please d-don't hurt me!! I w-want to g-go home!! Mummy! I....AAAAAGGGHHHH!!!!!" Julie wailed even more when he took some kind of clamp and gripped her tongue! She tried to pull back but he grasped her hair and forced her head forward. Through tear-filled eyes, she saw the pliers moving towards her mouth. "Aaahhhh!! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!" Her tongue! Her tongue!! Noooooo!!!!! He was freeing the clamp - her tongue was so sore! She could taste blood and knew why. There was something in her mouth, rubbing against the top of her gum - a ring! He was removing the pole from her ankles and fitting the hobble chain back.

When the chain on her collar was freed, Julie collapsed to her knees in exhaustion. But there was no relief. "Come on new-cunt! Back to your cell!" He put his fingers under her collar and hauled her upright. Weeping with terror and shock, Julie was forced back to the cell. She sobbed quietly while her collar was locked on to the overhead chain. He was freeing her wrist cuffs from the chain up her back. The hobble chain came off. But he signaled Ayesha to come in and used the hobble chain to secure her collar to Julie's! "You two work well together - let's see how you get on!" The door was slammed shut, leaving the two naked girls, fettered together in the bare cell. Ayesha listened to the weeping white girl and put her hand around her shaking body...

Ayesha waited until the girl's sobs were reduced to near-silent whimpers. She stroked her blonde hair and smiled. "Look, what's your name? You know mine."

Julie sniffed back a fresh sob and whispered. "J-julie!"

Ayesha took her hand and squeezed it. "Hi there, Julie!"

They sat in awkward silence, unsure of what to say - how to respond to their enforced closeness. Julie knew very well that the overhead camera was monitoring them. They could probably be overheard as well. Finally, she broke the pause. "H-have you seen my sister? Nikki?"

"I don't think so, but there's other girls here and I've only seen a few - what's she look like?"

"S-she looks l-like me - people think we're twins but she's a y-year older."

Ayesha looked troubled. There was a girl with similar features but she could not be sure. "Sorry" she ventured. "I don't know - how do you know she's been here?"

"T-they said so - the men, I mean. T-they…" She broke down again and wept bitter tears.

"Hey, come here!" Ayesha cuddled her distressed companion.

"H-how long? How long have you been here? W-where are we? Why…"

Ayesha sighed and tried to sound cheerful but her voice betrayed her true emotions. "I'm not sure - I can't tell. I haven't seen a clock or a calendar - I haven't seen outside. I don't know if its day or night!" She hoped this girl would have been able to tell her but she was just as confused. "And where - well, I think we're in England but I don't really know. Maybe we're in a basement. I sort of think we're underground."

"B-but why? Why us?"

There was a desperate innocence about this white girl. It nearly broke Ayesha's heart trying to explain what she thought was happening. "Th-they're s-slavers I think! I - they capture girls f-for sex and stuff. M-my eldest cousin - Ashok. He had me abducted."

Julie's face looked shocked.

"Yeah, my own cousin Ashok! He said it was to punish my dad. He made me do th-things." She felt a tear run down her face. "H-he made me h-have sex with him. He s-said if I didn't, Mina - my sister…He said s-she'd be next! I had to do it - had to s-save…"

It was the Indian girl's turn to cry. She buried her face in her cuffed hands and wailed in despair. Julie felt so unhappy but she managed to cuddle this girl. She was nice, even if she had done dirty things to her. She was pretty! The thought of how she had touched her made Julie feel so strange inside. She wanted to touch this girl, to make her feel better but it was wrong, wrong! A moment later, Julie was kissing the girl. She forgot about the pains in her body where the rings had gone through her flesh. She forgot about the collar, the cuffs and chains. She forgot everything. There was only this girl and they were naked…together!

Ayesha held Julie's hand up to her breasts and let the white girl fondle her ringed nipples. She put her arms around Julie's neck and concentrated on kissing her sweet mouth. This poor girl was like her - taken from her sister, from her home and reduced to a captive sex toy. They were trapped but right now, they had each other. She slid one hand down to the girl's sex and fingered the new ring through her clit. Julie jumped but relaxed as Ayesha's finger traced down the line of her moist lips. She gingerly put her own hand down between Ayesha's legs and began to explore the girl's body.

They became lost in each other, in their mutual warmth, in tender intimacy. The chain between them was too short to let either to kiss the other down below. But their hands gave sweet comfort and yearned-for relief. Julie could not understand why she was so passionate, so obsessed with physical contact. Was it due to being raped? Had they unearthed a hidden desire in her? She stopped thinking and was overwhelmed by her feelings for this pretty dark girl - and for was what happening in her body…

The watcher smiled as he enjoyed the show. Yet again, the drug had shown its powerful influence on a girl's sexual appetite. Best of all, she was rendered sterile and would not menstruate. The effect would last for months. True, some died but they could easily be replaced. And this pair of beauties was going at each other so enthusiastically! With the right training, they would be a star turn at the next Members Night! Excellent!


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